This is a song about "Text wrighting"

Time they bribe you with a text of nine lines of crime

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

So i sit back and roll up the next, while im blazed my ex hit me up with a text,

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

Got her number, she didn't text me or call back

Wrighting all these raps when im feeling bored,

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

At 12am everynight i expect to get a text or page

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

Would u be mad if i never replied to your text?

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

Blurting text with versing jests perplexing suburban heads

Why? cause i really didn’t wanna get my shit wet

He sent a subtle text, not knowing what's coming next